Super NPC system

Chapter 165: Multiplayer Demon-Subduing Mission (2)

"Defiant disciple—it's nothing more than that, you can also take a punch from me—" Mu Qingcheng shouted loudly, and threw his fist at the fetcher.

"Hehe——I really overestimated my capabilities, boy, you just want to save them—" Febide said with a sneer.In fact, he guessed wrong. Mu Qingcheng didn't want to save those people, but Mu Qingcheng felt that since he had already matched up with Febide, he would have to fight him sooner or later. Why not attack him now and destroy them? This is a good thing, and if you can save those people, you will have a little more strength on your side.

Although it was easy to say it, but felt the violent power of Mu Qingcheng's punch, he didn't dare to underestimate it, so he gave up and continued to chase and kill those monks, turned around and stretched out a single palm, that pitch-black ghost claw. The ghost claw weapon was put on his palm, and he forcibly received Mu Qingcheng's attack.

boom--

The strength of the two collided, and Mu Qingcheng stood motionless in the formation.Qubidi's body swayed very slightly. Although it was nothing, it showed that Mu Qingcheng was stronger than him in this duel.

"Boy, it really is a disaster. If you really survived today, when you enter the golden elixir turn nine, I'm afraid I will go far away when I see you—I can't keep you——" Secretly startled, although he didn't even display half of his true strength because of haste just now, but you must know that Mu Qingcheng is only at the third rank of Jindan now, or has just stepped into the third rank, and his realm may not have stabilized yet .

"Damn it, make a fuss—just kill me if you have the ability, don't just talk big, idiot—" Mu Qingcheng scolded disdainfully.The use of vulgar language must make the whole body tremble.

"Boy, I'm going to kill you—"

Fetch must release the broken Zihe cart, gushing out a river of blood as wide as a river and rolling towards Mu Qingcheng - the stench of foul blood can be smelled from a distance, almost making people vomit.

Hush, huh, huh——the sound of rushing water came, just like the Milky Way pouring into the human world, this river of blood ruthlessly rolled onto Mu Qingcheng with a huge force of water.

After all, what Mu Qingcheng set up was only formations, not formations. The 24 light gates did not have any blocking power at all, and this river of blood drenched Mu Qingcheng's entire body completely.Even Mu Qingcheng's positive and negative absorption and repulsion force using the power of Yuan Magnetic could not repel this bloody water.

"I fuck-"

Mu Qingcheng was drenched like a bloody man, as if he had fallen into a pool of blood and just crawled out, with blood still dripping from his body.

laugh!Swish—boom—

Seeing Mu Qingcheng's funny image, a demonic monk just wanted to laugh at him, but was cut in half by Mu Qingcheng's vicious black magnetic strike, and he didn't react until he died.

"Damn it—I'm fighting with you—" Mu Qingcheng said fiercely, matching his current appearance, he looked a little ferocious, really like a blood demon from the devil world ran to someone's house, savagely begging Cannibalism.

"Boy, this dirty blood can contaminate a monk's vitality, corrode the Dao foundation, and even damage the monk's spiritual consciousness, quickly wash it away—" Wu Ming said, and made a move in the void, attracting clear water to Mu Qingcheng scour.

Mu Qingcheng doesn't care much about such things as polluting the origin force and eroding the Dao foundation. After all, the system is always different from the monk. The system is a special kind of existence.It's just that Mu Qingcheng is very displeased with his current image, and the smell of these dirty blood, Nima's - super particularly unpleasant -

Mu Qingcheng stood where he was, and Wuming attracted clear water to wash his body.

"Hahaha—boy, it's useless, don't waste your efforts—if it can be cleaned up so well, then how can my Zihe chariot be called the ultimate magic weapon, infinitely close to the level of a fairy weapon—ha Haha——" Get must laugh, Mu Qingcheng was stained with blood from his Zihe car, it seems that he can only wait for the fate of not being eroded——

Hush!The continuous clean water washed away for a while, but instead of washing away the dirty blood on Mu Qingcheng's body, it also polluted the clean water into stinky blood.

"No way—ordinary clean water can't wash away the dirty blood—" Wuming frowned, and he couldn't help it!To be able to summon those pure water or real water, Taiyi pure water, etc., it requires a special method to summon it.

"Boy, your glove was refined by the ancient predecessors from the mainstream of the ancient Jiujiang River. It contains the pure water source of the ancient times. If you can find another combination kit for the fairy weapon, recombine the fairy weapon, and inspire the fist The water of Jiujiang in the trap may be able to wash away the dirty blood—" Wuming said, also expressing to Mu Qingcheng that there was nothing he could do.

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Suddenly Mu Qingcheng's eyes were filled with purple, and a dazzling purple light flew towards him, dyeing the space around him purple.

Purple Shadow Immortal Sword——

Mu Qingcheng looked up in surprise.The Purple Shadow Immortal Sword punched around Mu Qingcheng's body, and the purple brilliance sprinkled on Mu Qingcheng's body.

chi chi!chi chi——

A slight sound sounded, and Mu Qingcheng found that the dirty blood on his body dried up instantly as if being scorched by a raging fire, sticking to his body like a thin blood-colored shell.With a slight shake of his body, Mu Qingcheng sent out his origin force, shattering the dried and dirty blood coagulation on his body, and when the wind blew, these coagulated dirty blood fragments floated out of his body.

Mu Qingcheng turned her head to look, and sure enough, she saw Yang Ziyi smiling at herself.

Buzz buzz!Hey——Purple Shadow Immortal Sword buzzed, and flew back to Yang Ziyi through the air—Jun Xian’s Yin-Yang Demon Ring is really powerful, there is only one Purple Shadow Immortal Sword, and Yang Ziyi has a little difficulty resisting it——

"Boy, it seems that you haven't been affected by Zihe Che—" Febide was surprised to find that Mu Qingcheng's strength was not affected at all, and he was still so strong and active, and he didn't show any signs of depression after being affected——

"It's nothing but a little bit of dirty blood—" Mu Qingcheng said with contempt.Lao Tzu is different from other monks, do I have to tell you!I poked——

"Hey - I can't do it, Yang Ziyi can help you a second time - Zihe -" You must also see it, although I don't know why Mu Qingcheng has not been eroded by the blood, but if there is no Yang Ziyi With the help of the fairy sword, Mu Qingcheng couldn't get rid of the entanglement of Zihe's dirty blood——

Hush, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, the bloody river roaring down towards Mu Qingcheng again——

"Fuck——I will fight you in melee—" Mu Qingcheng became ruthless. The blood is really hateful, and it can't be washed off with ordinary water. His own blood must have been involved!What Quebec is best at is speed. In close combat, he still has a little bit of power to fight back.

"Essential Magnetic Dharma Body—"

As soon as the black and white brilliance on Mu Qingcheng's body changed, the distance between himself and Qu Bi De was instantly shortened, and he punched Qu Bi De in the face.With whistling fist wind——

"Haha, the brat is so brave—" Febide gave a strange laugh, raised his palm and grabbed Mu Qingcheng's fist.

Bang—Mu Qingcheng's fist was taken and must be firmly grasped in the palm of his hand. The black magic weapon like a ghost's claw clasped Mu Qingcheng's glove tightly in an instant.

Crash!boom!boom!boom!boom!boom--

Before getting happy, the special effects on the Jiujiang boxing gloves came bombarding continuously, nine attacks in a row, each with the same power as Mu Qingcheng's, just like the continuous waves of waves in the river, one after another. A burst of blows hit the magic weapon that must be obtained, and the bombardment caused the black magic weapon like a ghost claw to burst out bursts of black light, as if a person was under attack. Mu Qingcheng's fist can no longer be trapped——

Rushing away from the grasp of the ghost claw, the blue light of the Jiujiang boxing glove shines brightly, and the sky seems to rise like a miniature; like a blue sun, the sound of the river turbulent bursts out, and Mu Qingcheng feels like an ancient river Traversing the sky, it will pour down at any time, like washing the world.

(End of this chapter)